Quick Travel: Is it OK to recycle yourself?

"No, if there were really too many problems, our leaders would not agree to take him. Even the children of martyrs are no different."

People at this time have a natural filter for soldiers. In their hearts, as long as they are soldiers, there will be no people with bad character.

"you're right."

After Qu Nannan came out, she went to a department store not far away. The name was good, but it was not really a department store. It was a big bungalow. As soon as she entered, a cool breeze rushed out. It was still quite cool in the summer, but wouldn't it freeze to death in the winter?

The merchandise was even more sparse, consisting of just some daily necessities. In order to save electricity, the lights were not on and it was dark inside. If you came in from outside on a sunny day, you would have to wait a while before you could see the things inside clearly.

Qu Nannan glanced at the cloth counter and walked straight towards it. What she needed most now was clothes. But when she saw the two pieces of clothes hanging there, they were so tacky that Qu Nannan really didn't have the courage to wear them, and the prices were also very high.

She took a look at the cloth on the counter. It was so monotonous. There were only a few colors: black, white, grey and blue. There wasn't even a piece of cloth with flowers. After weighing the cloth coupons in her pocket, Qu Nannan tore off a piece of white and grey cloth. The cloth coupons were almost gone.

She also had to think about how to find someone to learn how to make clothes. She seemed to remember that Aunt Huang seemed to know how to make clothes. If she couldn't, she would go to her house and ask if she could teach her. Aunt Huang was the wife of her father's comrade-in-arms. She was a very warm and hospitable middle-aged woman. The original body had dealt with her a lot.

By the way, she had to bring some gifts when visiting, so she counted the money in her pocket and bought two canned fruits and two packs of snacks. That was already very good.

When paying, Qu Nannan saw the newspaper on the counter, and an idea flashed through her mind: "Big sister, where can I buy this newspaper?"

The woman selling snacks looked to be in her forties. When she heard a little girl calling her "big sister", she grinned happily and said, "Why do you want to see it? These things are all ordered by the company. If you don't look at the date, you can buy them at the scrap yard."

"Yes, I thought about it. Thank you, big sister. I will go to the scrap yard to check it out now."

The woman waved her hand and said, "It's just a sentence. What's there to thank me for?"

Qu Nannan took the packed snacks and went to the waste station in the alley. A small city has its advantages. You don't have to walk too far to go anywhere. Newspapers are really cheap. They are all bundled in piles. A large pile costs only ten cents. It's really cheap.

The moment they turned out of the alley, Qu Nannan put the newspaper directly into the space: "Elf, use the words cut from the newspaper to write a report letter, add what happened last night, and write clearly where the things are hidden."

"Oh, right away." The elf did these things very quickly. Before Qu Nannan reached the door of the Huang family, the letter had been written and put in a kraft paper envelope.

"Who is it?" A woman's voice came from the courtyard.

"Aunt Huang, this is my daughter."

The door was quickly opened: "Why haven't you come here for a while? I was thinking that if I didn't see you today, I would ask your sister Zhi to come over to see you."

"I just moved into a new house and need to clean up. I finally had time to come and see you and Uncle Huang."

"Come in quickly. Aunt Huang is making dumplings today. Eat your meal before you go back. Why are you being so polite when you come here? Take these with you and eat them yourself when you go back."

Aunt Huang looked disapproving when she saw the net bag that Qu Nannan put on the table. The child was pitiful. She was left alone and her life would definitely be difficult in the future. How could she take the child's things?

"Aunt Huang, please don't be polite to me just this once. I've eaten a lot of your good food."

"Girl, you live close now, so come over more often when you have time. If you don't want to cook, come over and eat."

"Okay, I won't be polite with you. Are you home alone?"

Qu Nannan had come here many times with her father before, but every time she was unlucky, she had never met the two children from Uncle Huang's family. She only knew that they were a boy and a girl, both older than her.

"Your sister Zhi has gone to work, and your brother Quan has gone to buy vinegar for me and will be back soon. It just so happens that you haven't met my boy yet, so you can get to know him and then go find him if you have any problem."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door was pushed open from outside, and a dark-skinned boy came in. Judging from his appearance, he should be the youngest son of Uncle Huang. He was quite tall, but a little thin, but this was normal, there were almost no fat people now.

"Mom, I've bought the vinegar. Is there anything else I can do for you?"

"Didn't you see that there are guests at home, little brat? This is your uncle Qu's daughter. This is my boy, who is one year older than you. You can just call him Brother Quan."

Huang Quan smiled brightly with his big white teeth: "Sister Nannan, I have heard my parents talk about you for a long time, but I never get to see you."

The smile shows that he has a cheerful personality: "Hello, just call me by my name," but since he is one year younger than me, it is really hard for me to call him brother.

But this name almost made Qu Nannan laugh. Which kind family would name their child Huang Quan?

Huang Quan didn't care at all. Just his name was strange to hear: "You can laugh if you want to, but I still want to explain that my name is Quan, which means power, not Quan, which means spring."

Qu Nannan tried hard to restrain the corners of her mouth. It was too impolite to smile like that.

"Hey, you don't have to keep it. My sister's name is Huang Zhi, and my father always gave me names that were meant to be hellish. Do you know my father's name?"

Aunt Huang gave her son a big scolding: "Go away, you are still making fun of your father, be careful or your father will punish you."

As she spoke, she also laughed: "I don't know what the people in your uncle Huang's family were thinking when they named him. Your uncle Huang is called Huang Tang, which means "Tang" in Chinese, which means a man of integrity. What a ridiculous name!"

Qu Nannan couldn't help laughing. She really didn't know what Uncle Huang's name was. "Have you ever thought of changing my brother and sister's name?"

Aunt Huang looked nonchalant: "Why change it? A name is just a code name. Whether you live a good life or not has little to do with the name."

That’s right, if the parties involved don’t care, there won’t be so much trouble.

"How's your job going? You'd better hurry up. Nowadays, jobs are so scarce that you don't want someone else to take your place."

"It's already been settled. Before I came here today, I went to my workplace and completed the handover. I'll start work tomorrow."

The three of them were wrapping dumplings around the table. Huang Quan heard this and asked, "Sister Nannan, aren't you one year younger than me? Why are you working now and not going to school?"